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  • joy in mudville

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham February 12, 2009

    Today is the day, baseball fans, when we hear the words we want to hear: “Pitchers and catchers, report.” And if you want to know one of the reasons I’m a Red Sox fan, I give you Kevin Youkilis, who just signed a multi-year deal and still showed up early to spring training. Go Sox….

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  • goutez, goutez, goutez

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham February 9, 2009

    I have a growing shelf of books about the experience of being a chef, thanks to my friend Mia who is kind to send one at every birthday and Christmas, and sometimes in between. This Christmas’ offering was The Sharper the Knife, the Less You Cry: Love, Laughter, and Tears in Paris at the World’s…

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  • dig

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham February 8, 2009

    I spent yesterday sorting throughthe stacks of papers – bills, mailers,magazines, notes, bills accumulatedon the dining room table; somerequired a decision of me; othersneeded nothing more than to bethrown away. I had to pay attention. I understand more why archaeologistshave to dig through layers and layersto find those who came before us. Peace,Milton

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  • redemption center

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham February 4, 2009

    About a month ago, as I was sitting in church, my mind bounced from one hymnal to another as we sang something familiar from our song book and the next thing I knew the song playing in my head was an old Sunday night favorite from my Baptist days: Redeemed, how I love to proclaim…

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  • lots to learn

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham February 1, 2009

    I love watching Top Chef. I’m particularly intrigued by the scenarios the contestants are forced to face, which often call forth skills beyond cooking that they may or may not have. A couple of weeks ago, the episode was called “Restaurant Wars” and the eight remaining contestants were divided into two teams and given the…

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  • day off

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham January 31, 2009

    were you to ask what I did todayI might be tempted to say nothingbecause I had the day off from workbut that answer would be lazyI went to the grocery storeand the bank, baked bread,made a couple of soups,ate lunch with my wifeplayed with the pupsand took a nice long nap,which may have been mygreatest…

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  • what love can do

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham January 28, 2009

    I’m tired. Things are going well at the Duke restaurant, and well means thirty more customers a night without any more help in the kitchen. I’m going early and staying late – and having fun as well. I’ve worked hard to put a new menu together for our newly renovated space and some of the…

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  • in my heart, a dancer

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham January 25, 2009

    Twenty years ago this weekend I met Ginger. Last night, as a way to celebrate, we went to see the Dance Theater of Harlem Ensemble at the Carolina Theatre, since the love of my life is a dancer. The evening was full of good things both because of the dances and because one of the…

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  • my inaugural poem

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham January 21, 2009

    Billy and I were lucky today:we had a TV down the hall –and a radio in the kitchen.In between getting the lastof the buffet ready for theprofessors who would cometo satisfy their post-inauguralmunchies, I listened to theproceedings until the time came.“Let it burn, Billy,” I said.“It’s time.” And we ran downthe hall in time to…

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  • memorying

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham January 18, 2009

    it was a short notean old friend wroteall he said washe was “vinlying”John Denver recordsthat’s all, yetthe mere mentionof the melodiessent me “memorying”across layers of timeto long ago nightswhen we playedand sang and talkedof poems, prayersand promisesand things thatwe believed inI still know the chordsand the wordsand the feelingsthey have agedright along with me,as have…

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